Fortunately, the flow was a bit slower than earlier, so I was able to keep up, but it was still a challenge to make sure I didn’t let anything spill. I swallowed as quickly as I could and even pulled back until he was barely in my mouth to allow more to fit in my mouth. The added benefit is that I could feel and taste his spongy head right at the tip of my tongue.
When the flow finally came to a stop, I was a little relieved because I was losing some of my stamina, my ability to swallow getting slower. I didn’t pull off right away though, knowing there was at least one more spurt coming. I opened my mouth but left the tip between my lips. Sure enough, one last blast shot forward into my mouth, bathing my tongue one last time with his hot, golden treat. I showed him the pool in my mouth before swallowing it all down.
With his cock emptied, I sucked hard on his tip to make sure there were no further drops, and then I took him completely back into my mouth to fully clean his shaft. When I was finally satisfied, I let him fall from my mouth and showed him that it was empty of any fluid, sighing after the work I had just done before laying my head back down on his leg.
“Wow. I’m not giving you so much beer and water next time.”
“Not a single drop spilled though. Well done.”
It was an interesting accomplishment, but I still smiled with pride. “Thanks. I aim to please ya know.”
“Well, consider me pleased.”
I lifted his still limp shaft and moved my head forward to lick all across his balls, taking each gently into my mouth.
He moaned while I polished his balls.
I lifted my mouth off his balls and gave the tip of his cock a slow kiss, before shifting around to sit up by his side again. “All my life I’ve gone without experiencing the pleasures of another man’s cock. I’m doing my best to make up for lost time.”
I squirmed a little where I sat. I hadn’t really thought about it until then, but I finally realized that my cock had been straining hard in the little prison that it was locked in. I wondered for the first time where John had placed the key.
The movement caught John’s attention and he looked down, eyes falling on my caged cock and swollen balls. He slowly reached for my groin. “Looks like someone is enjoying themselves now.”
He grabbed the cage and lifted it up, as much as it would move anyway, before letting it fall back down.
I shivered a little, “Mmhm”.
He had lifted his hand as he let my caged cock go, but immediately his hand returned to cup my balls. He started to gently caress them. “They’re so large. They must be so full after a long night of playing.”
He continued to stroke them so softly, making me gasp before responding. “So full.”
He held them more firmly in his hand, “I bet they are aching for release.”
“You could say that.”
He had been so attentive before, but he seemed to also be taking to the new game that I was playing. He gently pushed against my hip and side and nodded his head toward the other end of the coach.
I didn’t need any words to know what he wanted, so I moved over and turned so that I could lay back against the opposite arm of the couch, then I let my legs fall open to give him access for whatever he was planning to do.
He started slowly, sliding both hands down the insides of my smooth legs, caressing up and down once, twice, and then a third time before following the same path with his lips and tongue. Eventually he made his way lower until his mouth found my swollen orbs, then proceeded to gently tickle them with his tongue, driving me wild in the process.
John softly licked all around my balls, occasionally suckling on one before going back to skating the tip of his tongue around my balls again. My cock was pressed hard against all sides of the constricting cage. Its desire for release was obvious by the skin slightly bulging through the openings all around the sides.
Finally, he lifted his mouth from my balls and looked at my cock, straining to be free. “Mmmm.”
He continued to torment me, licking enough to keep me at peak arousal while not allowing me to move forward to that ultimate release. From time to time, he would run his tongue up the side or the bottom of the cage, the delectable feeling of his tongue on the small amount of exposed skin was magnificent, yet frustratingly brief and inconsistent.
He capped off one of his trips up the underside of my shaft with some teasing of my tip. He flicked his tongue into the larger hole at the end of the cage, teasing the tip of my penis as it did its best to push through the opening. Sensing my restrained excitement, he continued to focus on my sensitive tip. The teasing of my penis culminated with him thrusting the tip of his tongue multiple times into the opening of my urethra, causing me to groan in my overwhelming pleasure and frustration.
I couldn’t help but thrust my hips forward as he both pleasured and frustrated me, “Oh my god!”
He lifted his head to look at me. “I bet you want out of there don’t you?”
“I want to cum so bad! But I’m okay.”
I all but begged for him to continue, not wanting it to end even though my balls wanted their release. “Please keep going.”
He smiled and then started to lower his head back to my balls, sucking hard on the left before doing the same to the right. “Mmm,” he moaned in apparent delight. He was enjoying himself too.
I was in definitie agreement. “Mmhm.”
While he licked the little cleft between my balls, he placed his hands on the underside of each of my thighs. His hands were no longer caressing. Instead, they were firm as they gripped my legs. Leaving my balls, he looked up at me as he pushed.
It wasn’t until my knees were up near my shoulders and my hips were up off that couch that he stopped. “Hold those there.”
I replaced his hands with my own, pulling from behind my knees to keep my legs in place. “Got it.”
He lowered back down but only quickly brushed across my balls as he continued down further, gliding his tongue first across my taint and then lightly across my puckered hole, causing it to quiver and me to moan.
The teasing continued, him making his way back between my cheeks before he dragged his magical tongue back across my waiting hole. Each time he crossed it he stayed there longer and pressed harder, finally pushing hard enough to slip into my tight rosebud.
After plunging his tongue into me over and over, he had a half suggestion, half question. “I think we should go to the bedroom, don’t you?”
I acted calm and tried my best to not jump up and run down the hallway. I couldn’t wait for whatever was coming next, but I didn’t want to be too obvious about it. “Works for me.”
I didn’t hesitate to walk toward the bed as soon as we entered my room, nor did John. He caressed my ass as we approached, even sliding his fingers down between my cheeks, pausing to push on the middle of my tight ring with his fingers before pushing me forward a little and then taking his hand away.
For once I was able to take a hint, so I kept going, eventually getting up and crawling forward toward the head of the bed. I knew there was unfinished business, so I didn’t even wait for any requests before lying down on my stomach.